"If you don't think this dress fits, you can go outside and take a look, it's probably the most costumed time the earth has ever seen, and you can find any kind of clothes." Gu Yi said when he saw this.

Hearing this, Luo Wei suddenly felt that he might also need to get some modern human costumes.

After all, this is the twentieth century, and although the costumes of Asgard are exquisite, the style of painting is obviously too different on earth.

So he said, "Ancient One, can you borrow the portal of the New York Sanctuary, let's go there and pick up some clothes." ”

"You're going too?"

Luo Wei smiled, "Old Asgardians are catching up with the human trend. ”

Gu nodded, and then took them to the portal of the New York Sanctuary, from where they passed through the most prosperous city and the busiest port of mankind, New York City.

The New York Sanctuary is located on the West Side of New York City, 177A Brick Street, Greenwich Village.

Greenwich Village is one of the most famous cultural communities in the United States, home to many artists such as cartoonists and writers, including Mark Twain and Ernest Hemingway.

On the surface, the sanctuary is a nondescript old condominium, almost unknown to almost no one that is two thousand years old and largely of New York City origins.

Rovi, Starka, and Aletta all changed into clothes that looked as normal as possible in New York, and they walked out of the New York Sanctuary.

It's October 1962, but the street looks pretty much the same as the modern person Rowe remembers.

Beetle cars drive on the road, trams cross cables, honk sirens, and people in suits, jeans and other costumes weave through the streets.

They walked around New York City and found a fancy high-end clothing store.

"Welcome." The clerk smiled and said politely, "Kingsman is from Savile, London, a century-old shop, no one on this street knows more about clothes than us, what do the three customers want?" ”

"This." Luo Wei pointed to a simple black suit in the window, "I need three ready-to-wear clothes." ”

"Okay."

Rowe looked at Starka and Aletta behind him, "What about you?" ”

"I think these are good." Starka and the two were still choosing, talking to each other.

They did not use the aggregate language when they talked, but the Akturusian language, which the earthlings naturally did not understand, but New York, as the largest city in the world, has people from all countries, and people have obviously been surprised for a long time.

"The clothes you want." The clerk handed Luo Wei two suits that had been packaged, and the other one was already on Luo Wei's body.

Wearing a suit and looking at his image at this time in front of the mirror, Luo Wei felt as if he had returned to the world of his previous life.

"How much is it in total?"

"Including taxes, it's $1,145.14,14 in total," the clerk said. ”

Rowe took out a stack of bills and handed it to the clerk, who had exchanged a million dollars in gold and the Supreme Sanctuary before coming here.

Although the mages of the sanctuary may seem to be a group of mountain villagers, they are actually much richer than the vast majority of people on earth, after all, they have accumulated thousands of years.

And Luo Wei also knew that the Supreme Sanctuary, which seemed to have no interest in money, had actually invested in many companies in the world, and the annual investment income alone was tens of millions of dollars.

Although Luo Wei does not know the current state of the world's economy, he also knows that tens of millions of dollars in 1962 is not a small number, but should be equivalent to hundreds of millions of dollars in the 21st century.

It is said that this was originally done by an old mage who was keen on business, and later because of the large profits, the Supreme Sanctuary and the ancient one himself also joined the shares.

When Luo Wei exchanged money, a mage wanted to pull him to invest with him, but he didn't agree, mainly because the money was really nothing to him, and he might forget about it.

Starka and Aletta had also chosen their clothes, and Rowe was checking the bill for them.

Just as he was checking out, the conversation between two young men at the door of the fitting room next to him caught his attention.

"I feel like the end of the world is coming, maybe tomorrow is World War III." One of them said.

"Yes, the front pages of the newspapers have been filled with news of Cuba, and the supermarkets have been almost sold out...... The Soviets were simply a bunch of madmen! ”

"Our army is facing off with the Soviet Union in the Cuban Caribbean, and I don't know if anyone will go wrong."

"Hopefully this expensive dress won't be the last ...... I ever bought"

Cuba? USSR?

Cuban Missile Crisis?

Luo Wei quickly remembered this historical event, if he remembered correctly, in the world of Marvel, Professor X broke his leg at this time.

At the same time, as the two young men said, the Cuban Missile Crisis was a major event that could trigger a world war.

Rowe felt compelled to go over and take a look.

"Sir?" The clerk's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh, how much?" Luo Wei came back to his senses.

"The gentleman and lady bought a total of five sets of clothes for a total of $1,919.81."

Luo Wei directly stuffed all the thousands of dollars in his hand to the clerk, and then said to Starka: "I have some important things to leave, you can go back to the Supreme Sanctuary first." ”

With that, he turned around and walked out of the store, and the golden light surged behind him, and the wings of the holy light of vengeful fury instantly unfolded, soaring into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Sir!" The clerk chased out the door, only to look up and see only a golden point of light in the sky, and blinked in a daze.

Starka looked at his wife, "Let's go back first." ”

Aletta nodded, and the two of them left the Kingsman clothing store.

As a result, they had just walked not far when they encountered a group of people blocking the way, most of these people were wearing suits, sharp eyes, and quick movements, and they were not ordinary people at first glance.

"Who are you?" Starka said warily.

Although most of the people who took their way were strong and macho men, the leader was a middle-aged man with a limp leg and crutches.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and took out a document: "Hello, I'm Daniel Susa, an agent of the Scientific Strategic Reserve Agency, we have something to ask you, come with us." ”

……

Cuba, Caribbean Sea.

The Cuban Missile Crisis, which shocked the world, is unfolding here, and the fleets of the United States and the Soviet Union are tensely facing each other, threatening to drag mankind into the vortex of World War III at any time.

What is not known is that this crisis, which has made all mankind nervous, is actually the result of a group of mutants secretly plotting.

At this moment, the transport ship Aral Sea, carrying Soviet missiles, was moving quickly over the sea area, heading straight for the US blockade line ahead.

Once it reached the blockade line, war between the United States and the Soviet Union was on the verge of breaking out.

However, it wasn't the Soviets who piloted the missile carrier, but a blood-red skinned mutant who resembled a demon from hell, Azasser.

Beside him, the bodies of the Soviet crew of the Aral Sea lay strewn to the ground, one of the crew members was not completely dead, but there was nothing they could do but watch as Azasser drove their ship towards the blockade.

“…… The latest order of the Kremlin, turn around immediately! Turn around now, Aral Sea! "The Kremlin's telegram orders are constantly ringing.

But Azasser is clearly not going to listen.

"The show is about to begin!" Looking at the U.S. fleet and the Soviet fleet not far away, Azasser smiled a little excitedly.